Torna a Settembre
I Santo California
Back to September
What a longing
You left
And I find myself here
In my room
The morning sun already
Looks for you
Why, why
Doesn't want me, she's gone
Why, why
If you told me crying
I'll be back in September
I'll be back in September
I'll be back in September, and then
I'll never leave again
I look at a rose
The last thing I have left of you
Its scent
In an instant reminds me of you
Why, why
Doesn't want me, she's gone
Why, why
If you told me crying
I'll be back in September
I'll be back in September
I'll be back in September, and then
I'll never leave again
